Gone, baby, gone….

It’s funny. Picture this: The knight in shining armor, riding the white steed of truth, cloaked in histrionics, waving to an adulating crowd; bible-quoting, hero-worshipping, parable-laden; mouthing such virtues as truth, patriotism, sacrifice, dignity and liberation… all the while dragging along a prized herd of filthy goats each worth P35,000...

No, this can’t be the hero of our times. Much as I would like to sympathize (in fact, I do, considering his predicament and the obvious risks he’s taking for his “unseen” and equally-patriotic paymasters) with Jun Lozada, his demeanor turns me so off.

He paints himself as a simple probinsyanong intsik and a poor, sympathetic one at that, yet by his own admission, he had made hundreds of millions as a telecom businessman. That alone grates on my senses. Why misrepresent himself?

The guy seems to have a perfect grasp of mass propaganda and social psychology (or is it him alone?) that he can twist and smile and cry and quote his way to public sympathy. When confronted by his own wrongdoings, he readily admits to them, unmindful of the legal consequences (reminds me of one Jose Velarde, the owner admitting ownership of the account, nearly sending his lawyers to suicide and self-invoked hypertensive attacks). The mea culpa played right into the hands of public opinion. Carrions in the media pounced on the new hero they have found, sending ratings and circulations up. And of course the sentinels of our democracy, the opposition, the ever-ambitious, politically-immatured opposition, rides on the coat-tails of the hero.

Tell me, who among our politicians are clean? Who have not succumbed to the trappings and benefits of political influence? Tell me, Noynoy, and I’d slap your face with the whole weight of an un-CARPable Hacienda Luisita. Tell me, Allan Peter, and I’d dig your father to teach you the perils of membership in Kapamilya Inc. Let him who without sin file the first certificate of candidacy.

The continued manipulation of public opinion is so outrageous to the point of hideousness. One of these days, history will catch up with all of you, heroes and traitors alike.

Then we’ll bury you all deep in goat shit.